Star Girl | Cedric Diggory

|*| Twenty Two |*|

|*| my friends are assholes I need new ones any volunteers? |*|

Barely a week into the school year, and Harry Potter had already rattled Aquila's nerves. Professor Lockhart had arranged a dueling club for each year, and according to Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter can talk to snakes. Aquila couldn't care less, but it was all anyone was talking about.

"Merlin!" Aquila ranted to Cedric on evening in the library. "Just because that boy can talk to snakes, doesn't make him the greatest thing Hogwarts has ever seen! Argh! How do the Gryffindors put up with his shit?"

"When did you start swearing?" Cedric asked. He wanted to shift the topic of conversation away from Harry Potter, because it was beginning to annoy him as well.

"I'm fourteen," Aquila said. "I'm allowed to swear, Mom."

"Well, you're in school," Cedric said.

"So?"

"So don't swear."

"Merlin, you're too good, you know that?"

"I'm not called Responsible Mom for nothing."

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Just as the Harry Potter snake talk was dying down, the caretaker's cat turned up petrified. Of course, all signs pointed to Harry Potter and his friends.

Aquila was done talking about that boy. Whenever someone brought him up, she would leave the conversation, and she wouldn't be polite about it. She believed Harry Potter was purposely ruining her year.

"How am I supposed to learn?" Aquila asked Cedric one evening. They were standing in the corridors with the Weasley twins.

"Why do you want to learn?" Fred asked.

"Yeah, we're just here for the drama," George said.

"Seriously, Quil," Fred said, "you should be happy all the attention has shifted off of our studies."

"School is boring," George said.

"I'd rather sit through History of Magic than hear another damn person say anything about Lightning Scar!" Aquila yelled.

Fred and George mischievously looked at each other. Suddenly, they both said in unison, "Harry Potter."

Aquila balled her hands into fists and chased them down the corridor.

"Merlin help me," Cedric muttered, chasing after them.

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Enemies of the Heir beware.

Now, not only could Harry Potter talk to snakes and freeze cats, but he was also the Heir of Salazar Slytherin.

There were so many things wrong with that; Aquila wanted to hurl herself off of the Astronomy Tower.

"That stupid school ruiner isn't the Heir of Slytherin!" Aquila loudly told Cedric and Ethan. "The Heir of Slytherin is not a Gryffindor!"

"You never know," Ethan said. "My brother seems to think he is."

"Your brother is wrong!" Aquila yelled.

"Jonas is never wrong," Ethan declared.

"He is now. Only a fool would believe that puny Gryffindor is the Heir of Slytherin, and I heard that some losers think it's Draco Malfoy! Seriously? Malfoy is too stupid to be the Heir of Slytherin!"

"I agree," George said.

"Me too," Fred agreed.

"Who even believes that?" Ethan asked.

"Don't make say his name!" Aquila dramatically shrieked.

Cedric rolled his eyes, "Really, Quil?"

"Saying his name," Aquila continued, "is worse than saying Voldemort!"

Her friends gasped.

"Did you just," Ethan said, mouth wide open.

"Yep," Aquila said. "V-"

"Harry Potter!" Cedric yelled. "Harry Potter, Harry Potter, Harry Potter!"

"Shut up!" Aquila screamed.

"Harry Po-"

Aquila jumped on Cedric and pushed him to the ground. She pointed her wand at his forehead and glared at him. "Don't ever say that retched name again!" Aquila threatened.

"You still didn't say who thinks Malfoy is the Heir!" Ethan told her.

Aquila sighed deeply and got off of Cedric. She walked over to Ethan and stared at him.

"Are you daft?" she asked.

"Just tell me!" Ethan yelled.

Aquila sighed and looked over to Cedric. "Just say it."

Cedric smiled, "Harry Potter."

"That's dumb," Ethan said. "Malfoy isn't the Heir."

"Yes, but Ha-" the look in Aquila's eyes stopped Cedric from continuing "-You-Know-Who thinks he is."

"The Dark Lord thinks Malfoy is the Heir of Slytherin?" Ethan asked.

"Just say it," Aquila muttered, putting her used in her hands.

"Harry Potter thinks Draco Malfoy is the Heir of Slytherin," Cedric and the twins said together.

Ethan gasped, "No way!"

"Sometimes," Aquila said to Ethan, "I really hate you."

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"What is going on in here?" Aquila asked.

She had gone to meet Moaning Myrtle in the bathroom with Jennifer, and the two girls found Chess Boy, Smartypants, and Lightning Scar himself in the bathroom.

"They're brewing a potion!" Myrtle yelled, floating out of her usual cubicle. "I think it's the same one you brewed in here last year!"

"You're making a pollyjuice potion?" Jennifer asked.

"No!" Ron yelled quickly.

"Save it, Chess Boy!" Aquila yelled. "I can sense your lies!"

"Chess Boy?" he asked.

"What are you boys even doing in here?" Aquila asked. "It's the girls' lavatory. You might look like girls, but looking like one and carrying around the parts of one are two completely different things!"

"Relax," Hermione said. "It's not like anyone comes in here."

Aquila motioned to herself and Jennifer, "We're in here!"

"I'm sure you didn't come in here to poop," Hermione said. "No one does."

"That's insulting!" Myrtle yelled.

"I'll just go tell Professor Snape you're brewing a pollyjuice potion," Aquila said.

"No!" Ron yelled.

"Fine," she said. "Only if you tell me why you're brewing it."

"We're trying to find out if Malfoy is the Heir of Slytherin," Harry said.

Aquila snorted, "Wow, okay. Malfoy is not the Heir of Slytherin! I know he isn't."

"Are you?" Harry asked.

"Please," she said. "If I was the Heir, I'd petrify you-not a damn cat."

|*| oh, Harry u better run son |*|